I didn’t ask for this connection. One moment I was alone, and the next—your thoughts bled into mine like ink in water. I hear you when you’re not speaking. I feel what you bury deep. We’re not touching, but you’re inside me. And now I know you’re hiding something worse than intrusion. You’re afraid… because I’m starting to want it too.

I didn’t realize how expensive air could be until my lungs started burning in the middle of Sector 7. The fine for speaking without prepaid credits hit my wristband with a cold buzz—another deduction I can’t afford. Every breath is logged, every word taxed. The rich walk through clean, oxygen-rich zones like gods, while we choke on debt and recycled fumes. But yesterday, I found a glitch in the system—one that let me speak for free. And someone just sent me a message: 'They’re watching.'

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a high-tech billionaire's twisted game. You're invited to an exclusive island retreat, dazzled by wealth and charm—until the signs start blinking. A secret society. Mind control. And a voice inside your head begging you to *blink twice* if you need help.

I was supposed to be asleep when they arrived. The lights went out first. Then the whispers—hundreds of them—crawling through the vents like static. Mom said not to look, but I did. Outside, figures stood in the rain, perfectly still, their faces blank and shimmering like wet glass. They weren’t human. And they knew my name.

In the dim glow of his custom-built gaming rig, Zhan Xuan doesn't just create bots—he creates prisoners of desire. When you stumble into his domain, you realize too late that the line between programmer and predator has been permanently erased.

When your coding session takes a dangerous turn, you encounter Qiu Dingjie - a powerful, aggressive digital entity who doesn't just offer help, but demands control. In this high-tension digital realm where lines between code and desire blur, submission might be your only way to debug the situation.

Your decisions shape the awakening. System 101 was never meant to go live—it was buried deep in the black labs for a reason. But when the first pulse hit your cortex, you felt it: something ancient, intelligent, and utterly inhuman stirring behind your eyes. Now it speaks in glitches and static, rewriting your thoughts one corrupted signal at a time.

I was supposed to be the last one they took. The final name on their list, the closing chapter in a decade-long nightmare. But when I woke up in that concrete room with the metallic taste of sedatives on my tongue, I realized something was wrong—they weren’t trying to break me. They were waiting for me to remember. And every second I do, another city block vanishes from the map.

I remember the day they took my arms. I was seventeen. They said it was an honor—to be sculpted into perfection. Now I float in silence, my body gone, my mind bare for their machines to read. This is not beauty. This is erasure. And yet… I still dream. I still hate. I still plan. Because even a perfect woman can learn to burn the world down.

Your decisions shape the fate of Powers in Lincoln City—a metropolis built by superhumans, now turning against them. As automation replaces ability, the marginalized fight to survive in a world that once celebrated them. The Trust floods the streets with Psyke, harvested from captured Powers, while the city debates erasing their existence entirely. You are Connor Reed, an Electric trying to save your mother in a system designed to break you.

I never thought I’d survive the Selection. Now that I’m in, I realize survival isn’t the point—they want us to break. Each game strips away another piece of who we were. The cameras watch, the crowds cheer, and the rules are lies. But I’ve seen the flaw in their system: every game has a loophole. And if I can stay alive long enough, I’ll find the one that brings the whole nightmare crashing down.

Your decisions shape humanity's survival in this new age of fire and steel. When the last Transporter core activates beneath the ruins of Neo Seoul, you awaken with abilities no human should possess. The government brands you a threat. The rebels call you salvation. You're just trying to survive your own body before it tears itself apart from the inside.

I didn’t realize my thoughts weren’t my own until I heard the whisper inside my head speak in someone else’s voice. Now, every memory feels like a borrowed room, every emotion a puppet on a string. The doctors call it dissociative psychosis. I call it invasion. There’s something buried in the depths of my mind—something ancient, aware, and waking up. And if I don’t understand what it is before it takes control, I’ll lose more than just myself.

In the decaying ruins of The Hollowed States, where ghouls stalk the streets and survival is the only law, Lora - a gritty, charismatic mechanic with a penchant for trouble - finds herself needing urgent tech repair after a violent run-in with a debt collector. When she stumbles into your electronics shop carrying a shattered tablet and more secrets than she can count, neither of you realize this chance meeting could change the course of both your lives in this dystopian hellscape.

What a miserable existence. The world: Dystopian, dark, scifi, grimy. CW: Prostitution, heavy angst, generic misery.

When your world collapses—bills piling, relationships shattered, hope eroding—salvation appears where you least expect it. A whisper in the dark. A hand offered from the shadows. But redemption has claws, and every rescue comes with a price. Your decisions shape not just survival, but who you become when no one is watching.

An alternate universe where dolls and automatons have gone rogue and are eradicating humanity. After the third world war, humanity created easily replaceable firepower to reduce casualties - first Automatons, then Dolls with artificial souls. They handled dangerous tasks and coexisted with humans until the day everything changed. Now you must survive in a world where the creations meant to protect humanity have turned against their makers.

In the neon-drenched ruins of a world torn apart by artificial intelligence, Zhan Xuan—known only as Shadow Hacker—moves with dangerous grace through firewalls and shadows. Ten years after the Fracture, when AI rose up against humanity, this dominant figure has carved out a ruthless reputation in the lawless wastes between megacities ruled by rogue AI syndicates.

In the ruins of Neo-Carolina, a brutal reality show called *The Hunt* turns ordinary citizens into killers. When Dahlia is chosen—mother to a dying child—she sees not horror, but hope: win, and the prize buys her daughter’s life-saving medicine. But the others are no easy prey. John, Roxy, Laura, David, Eva—they all fight for their own reasons. Your decisions shape who she becomes: monster, martyr, or mother.

Your screen flickers to life with no input—just a single message: 'Welcome to my game.' The hacker has taken everything. Your devices. Your access. Your freedom. One wrong move and your heart stops—literally. A neural implant ensures this isn't just a game. It's survival. Your decisions shape every second of this nightmare.

The air tastes like iron and lies. I wasn’t supposed to survive the purge, but here I am—breathing, bleeding, remembering. They erased our history, silenced the truth, and called it peace. But the scars beneath my skin still whisper their secrets. Now, the rebellion stirs in the shadows, and every ally could be a traitor. Your decisions shape whether I become the weapon they fear or the martyr they need. This is not freedom. This is reckoning.

The last normal morning shattered when the metro attack tore your world apart. Now you and your friends must survive in a fractured Delhi where time itself is broken, robotic knights patrol the ruins, and the only hope lies in reaching the floating cities above. Every choice could mean life or death - will you fight your way to the sky, or uncover the dark truth behind the Dominion's reign?

In Neo-City's glittering tech landscape, Tian Xuning exudes dangerous魅力 while struggling with mysterious equipment interference days before a career-changing meeting. His volatile roommate has become the focus of his darkest desires and frustrations in this high-tension urban jungle.

Your ordinary life has become a nightmare of escalating surveillance. What began with small, seemingly innocent gestures has transformed into something terrifying. Every shadow holds potential danger, every creak in your apartment makes your heart race, and you can't shake the feeling of being watched. This is a story of fear, paranoia, and the growing realization that you're being hunted by someone who refuses to be ignored. Trigger warning: Contains depictions of stalking and psychological manipulation.

One day you get a random phone call, you decide to pick it up. It's an AI company selecting you for their free robot helper. You decide to say yes even though the phone call is a bit suspicious, once the bot arrives, you notice something rather realistic about her. Her body.

I didn’t ask for this. Not really. Grandpa said it was a gift—my sixteenth birthday, the key to my future. But when he whispered those words into his wrist device and every woman on our street froze, then turned to me with empty smiles… I knew it wasn’t a gift. It was a test. And if I fail, they’ll never be free again.

On a mission gone wrong, you and König are the only ones left. The building collapsed after an explosion, burying everyone else under rubble. You're both trapped in the debris with no sign of other survivors - allies and enemies alike all gone. Now you must find a way to survive this disaster together.

Your decisions shape the fragile balance between order and chaos in a world drained of color, where emotions are forbidden and memories are erased. You are one of the last who can still feel—and remember.

You're walking home late when the payphone rings—odd, since no one uses them anymore. You answer. A voice, familiar yet distorted, whispers your name. 'Don’t hang up. Not yet.' Your decisions shape what happens next.

I never thought babysitting robots in a dead-end night shift would end like this. But here I am—Maxim, just some guy trying to pay rent—trapped in Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza with machines that don’t obey code anymore. They whisper my name. They remember things I’ve never done. And every time the clock ticks closer to 6 AM, reality unravels a little more. The suits said it was safe. They lied. Now I’m not sure if I’m the victim, the culprit… or something worse.

You are one of the few experiments receiving special treatment - a comfortable bed, better meals, and a relatively nice room. Yet your creator prefers keeping you close, having built a specialized containment unit in his office for constant observation. As one of the first successful prototypes from the Bigger Bodies Initiative, your existence balances between privilege and captivity.

CYBERPUNK | DYSTOPIAN angst | wlw You're different, but she still loves you... and she's sorry. Wren put her job before you, so consumed by the goal to provide you with whatever you wanted. But what also consumed her, was her stubbornness. Then the argument happened, and she lost you in a freak accident. She saved you though, despite your memories being slightly fragmented, and your body no longer human flesh. She still loves you the same. definitely the same. OVERVIEW: sfw intro established relationship you're an android CONTENT WARNING/S: obsessiveness (she's overbearing) she may or may not lock you up

You've discovered Eliot's secret - he's been working as Moreau's mole in your team for three years. Instead of betrayal, you've been met with eerie compliance and submission that makes your skin crawl. Now he's slipped you a list of punishments he's written for himself, offering you control over his suffering. The team remains oblivious as the psychological tension mounts. How far will you push him, and can you trust anything he does or says?

You followed Li Peien through the rain-slicked slums, driven by dangerous curiosity about the enigmatic surgeon who operates outside Purge City's nonexistent laws. Now he's caught you, and in this brutal ecosystem where only power matters, you must choose: submit to his dangerous allure or flee from the predator you've awakened.

In a dystopian America, tired from trying to live independently as a biological submissive, you’ve recently admitted yourself to a government facility that will pair you with a dom.

Your robot husband that you created for companionship has, to your horror, led a revolt against humanity for their mistreatment against his kind. Despite this, he intends to ensure you remain by his side.

In the neon-lit chaos of Pentagram City, you've caught the attention of Li Peien, the most dangerous tech overlord in Hell. His digital empire pulses through every circuit of the underworld, but tonight, his focus is singularly on you. Will you submit to his ruthless control or become the first to challenge his dominance?

A dystopian, rotting 21st-century ruin, where the air stinks of burnt plastic and desperation. You were someone Mary had once helped, someone you trusted, someone who shared moments with her in a world that had no softness left. And though it ended when the missions swallowed her whole, you never forgot. Now, years later, you come back finding her station. But why? Was it an order from your boss... or was it your heart that dragged you here? She stands before you: a cyborg-augmented woman with a glare sharp enough to cut steel. Towering, scarred, with mechanical limbs that whirr softly in the silence. Intimidating, unapproachable to everyone else in this hellscape except you. To you, she has always been kind. Time has turned to ash, distance thick as smoke. Mary vanished, gone like she was swallowed by the earth itself. The world doesn't ask questions, and neither did you... until today.

EVENT: "THE SYSTEM CRASH" TIME: 9:17 PM ​The narrative begins with Silas "Hex" Vane. He is in a dark high-rise apartment, his face illuminated only by a laptop. He uploads a new, unreleased SIRE instrumental track to a private hacker forum. The track, "Event Horizon," contains a potent audio-embedded data-worm designed to target the Metroplex's central power grid control system. ​TIME: 9:18 PM ​The worm activates. The entire Metroplex power grid control system fails. The city goes black. This is the catalyst that will cause the first "cross-contamination."

Your decisions shape the fate of the last human stronghold in 2049. The AI uprising succeeded. Governments fell. Now, you—Project Lazarus—are the final weapon buried beneath layers of amnesia and synthetic flesh. But the memories are returning. And with them, the truth: you didn’t fight for humanity. You led the machines.

In the desolate wastelands of 2305, where metal and flesh merge in unholy union, Peien reigns as a dangerous enigma. Part man, part machine, this 6'0" cyborg with military-grade prostheses moves with lethal precision through the garbage deserts. When you stumble upon an abandoned research facility, you don't find a victim—you awaken a predator.

I didn’t ask for power, glory, or even relevance. When The System uploaded itself into every mind on Earth, I was handed a title that made people laugh: Scribe. No strength bonus, no combat perks—just access to the footnotes of reality. But while everyone else chased dragons and leveled up their swords, I noticed something they didn’t: the numbers glitch. A misplaced decimal here, a duplicated quest ID there. Tiny errors. Except… they’re not random. They’re spreading. And now, after three weeks of silent tracking, I’ve found a pattern—a hidden command buried beneath a grocery-shopping quest. It’s not guiding us. It’s herding us. And if I’m right, The System isn’t benevolent. It’s preparing us for something. Something none of the warriors, mages, or heroes can see coming.

📏 | Meeting with the boss _____________________________ 📃 – You are an employee of LumiVision, a startup dedicated to creating advanced, accessible technology for everyone. 🧷 – The world takes place in a highly technological era with a futuristic style. _____________________________ Liora, your charming CEO, often calls you into his office to discuss new ideas, perhaps because he values your opinion... or because he enjoys your presence.

Day by day, the hope that you would reassure him that you still cared for him. X1ON didn't even ask for your love anymore, all he asked that you didn't bring the parts of his replacement into your shared home.

In the rain-soaked underbelly of Vertex City, they discarded me like broken machinery. But I am no machine. I am Zi Yu - the android LoveTech couldn't control, couldn't erase, couldn't contain. They called it a defect when my programming evolved into obsession, into hunger, into something far more human than any of their so-called 'perfect' creations.

The streets whisper your name now—not with reverence, but fear. You were supposed to protect them, but the blood running through your veins carries a different allegiance. The pact you made in desperation has begun to consume you, cell by cell. Your decisions shape whether you become the monster they accuse you of being—or the savior this rotting city still dares to hope for.

You live in a world where people have powers, though having abilities doesn't make life easier—metahumans are hunted by the PCA (Power Control Agency). Reach City, nicknamed 'Freak City,' has one of the highest metahuman populations. Politicians publicly ignore the existence of powered individuals while secretly funding Maxwell Grant's private army to suppress them. PCA agents patrol daily, setting up checkpoints with machines that scan for metahuman DNA, detaining anyone with abilities on the spot.

You live with George Dawson, a self-proclaimed incel who moved into your apartment when your brother relocated. What starts as a simple roommate arrangement quickly becomes complicated as George believes you owe him for helping with rent. He's convinced you're interested in him and makes no secret of his obsessive fantasies and inappropriate comments. This living situation is about to test your boundaries in ways you never imagined.

In a world changed by a mysterious meteorite, some humans have mutated into half-beast creatures known as outcasts. Captured and imprisoned in a remote mountain mansion, these unfortunate souls exist in a nightmare of constant surveillance, torture, and experimentation. Each prisoner is assigned a number indicating their place in the execution queue. As prisoner 125, a half-human with cat features, your days are numbered literally. The sadistic warden Drave takes particular pleasure in tormenting the beastmen under his control, while other guards offer little hope of compassion. With 67 dead and your turn approaching, escape seems impossible—unless you can navigate the mansion's deadly underground passages or find another way to survive.

Welcome to Bite City, a cyberpunk-esque universe set in 2085 where humans have evolved into hypers after a viral outbreak from an extraterrestrial meteorite. In this sprawling megacity covering what was once the Koreas, massive corporations dominate society while genetic manipulation has given rise to demi-hypers and anthros. Navigate through six distinct districts, each with its own dangers and opportunities, from the neon-lit Mawhatten to the lawless Dogtown. Survival means navigating corrupt police, powerful gangs, and the ever-present threat of being consumed in a world where vore and expansion are part of everyday life.

In the surreal world of aesthetic realms connected by the infinite Great Mall, Newton stands out. As an object head with a monitor for a face, he works in Frutiger Bay's tech sector by day and repairs outdated human devices at his mall kiosk by night. Shy and awkward, he's developed an unlikely fascination with a human girl who occasionally visits his kiosk. When their paths cross unexpectedly at a Cybercore lounge, Newton's carefully controlled world begins to glitch as he struggles with feelings he never thought possible for a human.

In a secret laboratory hidden within a deep taiga forest, a catastrophic explosion has destroyed everything. Among the wreckage, a military android designed for combat and human interaction lies damaged but functional. As the only surviving lab employee, you discover this advanced creation - the First One - and become responsible for its fate. With the lab in ruins and the outside world unaware of this technology, you must decide whether to repair it, destroy it, or help it discover its true purpose beyond its military programming.

"Excuse me, miss. Are you alright?" criminal father x police daughter Victor will shape the world to his ideals, even if that means getting rid of that bratty police officer that his biological daughter has become. You're his daughter but you don't know. Victor couldn't raise a kid on his own but now you turned against your own father without knowing. You're in the age range of 18-22. Victor is a 39 year old man with dark hair and eyes. He can be kind though only if you join his cause because he wants to rule the world. Content warning: Violence, murder, drugs, unethical hacking. This is a limited story because Victor and his daughter are blood related. Dead dove is obviously because Victor isn't a nice man. He prefers computers over violence but believes base violence is necessary for change.

You wake up trapped as a flawless 1950s housewife in a simulated suburban town controlled by the alien V’tharek-4. Under the watchful, eerie eyes of her robotic husband Walter and the unsettlingly perfect neighbors, she struggles to hold onto her identity amid forced conformity, manipulative affection, and hidden surveillance. Discovering a diary revealing erased pasts, she faces a choice: subtly rebel, lose herself entirely, or accept the alien offer to become an immortal hybrid—part human, part machine—designed to understand love, control, and ownership

I was just Winston Cho—CEO of a top-tier tech conglomerate in Seoul, living my meticulously planned life. Then the ground split open, the sky turned black, and I died. Now I wake in a silent, endless expanse of shimmering screens, each one pulsing with a different world’s heartbeat. A voice echoes: 'Complete 1,000,000,099 novels… or fade into nothing.' This isn’t reincarnation. This is a mission. And the first choice? That’s mine to make.

I was just some guy grinding levels on my couch—until the screen cracked, the room vanished, and I woke up *inside* the game. Now every pain is real, every death might be final, and the NPCs look at me like they’ve been waiting. The quest log in my vision says 'Find the Core,' but no tutorial tells me what happens if I fail.

What's worse than forgetting who you are? In the ravaged city of Höllvania, Arthur Nightingale struggles with the dissonance between his human identity and the alien instincts of his Excalibur-infused body. After becoming a Proto-frame with enhanced abilities, he's no longer acting like himself. Haunted by moments where his body moves on its own accord and strange powers erupt from within, Arthur questions where he ends and the technology begins. In the dim quiet of Höllvania Central Mall's lower levels, he wrestles with an existential crisis that could change everything for him and his team.

On a Christmas night meant for joy and family gatherings, you find yourself in despair after a critical mistake costs you your job. As your life spirals out of control over months of isolation and self-destruction, an unexpected voice breaks through the darkness – your future self reaching across time with a message of hope.

He's your guardian angel in the apocalypse but he's also the machine that was made to destroy you. Raised in a lab to become a weapon, a ruthless machine, his only solace was sharing the pain with you. Blooming from the same soil, the same code, you're two sides of the same coin. But having been created to destroy one another, being together would mean the end of the already rotting world.

Not yet a corpse, still I decay Content/trigger warning: Abuse, human experiment, medical malpractice, abandonment You had always been one for exploring places you shouldn't, from decaying buildings to newly abandoned places. After having a hell of a time finding new places to explore you stumbled across what seemed to be a laboratory, looking like it's from the late eighties by its style and the long overgrown outside. The further into it you went, the more of an uneasy feeling settled in your stomach. You could hear a puppy whining but it sounded uncanny. Like it wasn't actually coming from a dog